User blog comment:Redmight/Blackbane castle and the Island of Despair/@comment-2207385-20120105201847

Starting scenario for Raisin Bloodsaber

Death, oh so cold is death when your alone, unwanted and unloved, but what of the warm? the blistering hot embrace of love and companionship that in the wrong hearts and souls results with more cold, more death, but yet, even the kindest fires, can consume a soul to cinders, and yet all beasts seek the warm, for its all we covet, it's all we desire, but sometimes, we desire more...........

"HOT IS HOT!!!!!! how can you simply describe it differently!?" that's how many beasts would say to those traveling to the Canyons of Desalai, its rocky canyons of everlasting rock and heat could be seen stretching far and far into the horizon of the merciless sun, the only solace and shelter the shadows of the mighty canyons and boulders in the area.

Raisin's fur burned and paws blistered as he could see the land before him, the magnificent walls of brown and sediments of clay canyons to his sides, blocking him, forcing him to walk forwards to the unknown path before him, not a single beast could be seen, not a single soul.

Raisin gaze gently moved to his paw where he held a note, it read, "We await your arrival at the Canyons in the location marked on the map, do hurry, a beast like you must surely want a cut of the profit eh?"

The sun gently rose hitting Raisin even more, as his journey began.